I am working,playing or riding.I enjoy working on my etsy www.TamsJewelry.etsy.com or my artfire www.TamsJewelry.artfire.com and my newest zibbet shop.www.TamsJewelry.zibbet.com or My Handmade Artist Shop http://handmadeartistsshop.com/shop/TamsJewelry I love my work,my life, I am so Blessed. If I could use only one word to describe myself it would be kindhearted.(To a fault)L.O.L.
HAF Featured Artist Teresa Rusk Creator of Trusk4U
Curvaceous Curves Bracelet
Starry Night Necklace
Hello my friends,Time to see what my friend has been working on lately.If you haven't done it yet it's time to get that Holiday shopping started.I know just where to start. Check out Teresa Rusk's HAF shop.She is a creative ,sweet soul I met through the Handmade ArtistForum.It's nice to meet people with the same addictions.LOL She is another bead-a-holic as you can see.It was very difficult to only pick three favorites.I think she has a beautiful way with wire and she has an obvious passion for color.Be sure to follow her on Twitter,FaceBook and herBlog so you can keep up with her newest creations.Well there you have it how to start your week great:Visit Teresa8) Thank you for stopping by Enjoy your day!
This is what Andy Rooney thinks about women over 40: 60 Minutes Correspondent Andy Rooney (CBS) As I grow in age, I value women over 40 most of all. Here are just a few reasons why: A woman over 40 will never wake you in the middle of the night and ask, 'What are you thinking?' She doesn't care what you think. If a woman over 40 doesn't want to watch the game, she doesn't sit around whining about it. She does something she wants to do, and it's usually more interesting. Women over 40 are dignified. They seldom have a screaming match with you at the opera or in the middle of an expensive restaurant. Of course, if you deserve it, they won't hesitate to shoot you if they think they can get away with it. Older women are generous with praise, often undeserved. They know what it's like to be unappreciated. Women get psychic as they age. You never have to confess your sins to a woman over 40. Once you get past a wrinkle or two, a woman over 40 is far sexier than her younger counterpart. Older women are forthright and honest. They'll tell you right off if you are a jerk, if you are acting like one. You don't ever have to wonder where you stand with her. Yes, we praise women over 40 for a multitude of reasons. Unfortunately, it's not reciprocal. For every stunning, smart, well-coiffed, hot woman over 40, there is a bald, paunchy relic in yellow pants making a fool of himself with some 22-year old waitress. Ladies, I apologize. For all those men who say, 'Why buy the cow when you can get the milk for free? here's an update for you. Nowadays 80% of women are against marriage. Why? Because women realize it's not worth buying an entire pig just to get a little sausage! Andy Rooney is a really smart guy!
You must live for another if you wish to live for yourself. ~ Seneca
POOR PEOPLE ?
One day, the father of a very wealthy family took his son on a trip to the country with the express purpose of showing him how poor people live. They spent a couple of days and nights on the farm of what would be considered a very poor family.
On their return from their trip, the father asked his son, 'How was the trip?'
'It was great, Dad.'
'Did you see how poor people live?' the father asked.
'Oh yeah,' said the son.
'So, tell me, what did you learn from the trip?' asked the father.
The son answered:
'I saw that we have one dog and they had four. We have a pool that reaches to the middle of our garden and they have a creek that has no end. We have imported lanterns in our garden and they have the stars at night. Our patio reaches to the front yard and they have the whole horizon. We have a small piece of land to live on and they have fields that go beyond our sight. We have servants who serve us, but they serve others. We buy our food, but they grow theirs. We have walls around our property to protect us, they have friends to protect them.'
The boy's father was speechless.
Then his son added, 'Thanks Dad for showing me how poor we are.'
Isn't perspective a wonderful thing? Makes you wonder what would happen if we all gave thanks for everything we have, instead of worrying about what we don't have.
Appreciate every single thing you have, especially your friends!
Pass this on to friends and acquaintances and help them refresh their perspective and appreciation.
'Life is too short and friends are too few.'
I love this!
What make's you smile?
Smile it makes you look younger ! ;)
A Little about Me
Hello I'm Tammy,some people call me Tay, some call me Tam. I don't care what ya call me as long as it's something nice. I enjoy living in Texas where I was transplanted when I was nine from Ohio. My parents got divorced so this was starting over.I am rich with blessings. I have a wonderful supportive ,loving family. My husband Jesse and I have been best friends for over twenty five years now.We have two daughters ,Angela and Stephanie.They are both sweet,smart and beautiful and they love their big brother Jay.Yes I am a step mom also,although we don't see him as much as we would like he is 29 doing whatever 29 yr old do these days. LOL I guess I am an average 4? Working Mom,determined to better myself everyday. I am a newbie as far as the internet goes,I just keep learning something new everyday.I design jewelry and I am very passionate about it.Everyone kept telling me to get a website,get online.Well here I am. I am giving it my best.And I have had so much fun exploring and making friends.I would love to share some of my experiences,and introduce you to some of the fantastic Artists I have met.I wish I could buy something from each and every one.Unfortunately my budget doesn't allow me that luxury at this time. So the best way I know to show support for my friends is to spread the word about how great they and their products are.I hope you will do the same.Support your friends, sisters, moms, aunts, grandmas, and you get the picture.... lol Buy Handmade 8) Treat yourself! (You Deserve it!)
I saw you, hug your purse closer to you in the grocery store line.
But, you didn't see me, put an extra $10.00 in the collection plate last Sunday.
I saw you, pull your child closer when we passed each other on the sidewalk.
But, you didn't see me, playing Santa at the local mall.
I saw you, change your mind about going into the restaurant.
But, you didn't see me, attending a meeting to raise more money for the hurricane relief.
I saw you, roll up your window and shake your head when I rode by.
But, you didn't see me, riding behind you when you flicked your cigarette butt out the car window.
I saw you, frown at me when I smiled at your children.
But, you didn't see me, when I took time off from work to run toys to the homeless.
I saw you, stare at my long hair.
But, you didn't see me, and my friends cut ten inches off for Locks of Love.
I saw you, roll your eyes at our leather jackets and gloves.
But, you didn't see me, and my brothers donate our old ones to those that had none.
I saw you, look in fright at my tattoos.
But, you didn't see me, cry as my children were born and have their name written over and in my heart.
I saw you, change lanes while rushing off to go somewhere.
But, you didn't see me, going home to be with my family.
I saw you, complain about how loud and noisy our bikes can be.
But, you didn't see me, when you were changing the CD and drifted into my lane.
I saw you, yelling at your kids in the car.
But, you didn't see me, pat my child's hands, knowing he was safe behind me.
I saw you, reading the newspaper or map as you drove down the road.
But, you didn't see me, squeeze my wife's leg when she told me to take the next turn.
I saw you, race down the road in the rain.
But, you didn't see me, get soaked to the skin so my son could have the car to go on his date.
I saw you, run the yellow light just to save a few minutes of time.
But, you didn't see me, trying to turn right.
I saw you, cut me off because you needed to be in the lane I was in.
But, you didn't see me, leave the road.
I saw you, waiting impatiently for my friends to pass.
But, you didn't see me. I wasn't there.
I saw you, go home to your family.
But, you didn't see me.
Because, I died that day you cut me off.
I was just a biker. A person with friends and a family.
But, you didn't see me.
Re-post this around in hopes that people will understand the biker community.
If you don't re-post this, It sucks to be you. I hope you never loose someone that rides.
EVEN IF YOU DON'T LIKE US, RESPECT OUR RIGHTS TO RIDE WHAT WE CHOOSE AND TAKE A FEW EXTRA SECONDS TO BE SURE WE'RE NOT IN 'YOUR' WAY - LIVE TO RIDE . . . . RIDE TO LIVE.
Love it when Jesse Takes me Riding on Jolene 8)
Riding through Texas Hill Country 1-24-2010 (click picture)
What do you do for your team?
Hello my friends.I just want to take a moment to tell ya , as busy I am trying to keep up with both of my jobs and well,my life .I realize there is more I can be doing to support my teams ,guilds and friends I meet along the way.I am learning something new every day.I want to give back so I will be dedicating more of my time into promoting others and,I would really like to no what you think is the best way to support your team.What do you do for your team?Is there something I can do to help you? firstname.lastname@example.org